My husband texted: “Happy anniversary, babe. I’m stuck at work.” I was already there—watching him kiss someone else. Then a stranger whispered: “Stay calm. The real show is about to start.”

Daniel exhaled once, grimly.

“That,” he said, “is Andrew’s company’s internal investigator.”

I looked back at my husband. He was still smiling at Vanessa, completely unaware.

Then the woman in the suit walked straight to their table.

And everything exploded….